In the glass landing door of the small hair salon on and off the street, or under the bright or dark red light, rows of girls wearing sexy silk stockings with exposed thighs in different colors will throw their eyes and wave boldly to me through the glass every time they see me passing by. But I blushed, looked down, and did not dare to look directly at them. On the side of the road, every ten meters, there will be one or two women dressed up coquettish or tactfully ask whether you want service, or directly ask big brother cunt? I am often attracted by their exposed clothes and good figure, but if I look at their faces seriously, most of them are miserable. They are either old and ugly, or they are full of rural non mainstream makeup.